Time Warp (Alastor x OC)

Ch 100

Alastor's goodbye.

Sorry it's a little blurry. This one hurt.

Alastor's POV

Julie still won't talk to us...she won't even look at me.

She cries when Fawn has to take her out of her room, or if she gets too close to that room. The door isn't padlocked anymore, and is unlocked.

Nights haven't felt the same without Juliette telling me that she loves me.

I stared down at my lap, counting my fingers as I waited for Fawn to finish up getting ready for bed. This will be the seventh night now that our daughter has been silent...

The sound of the bathroom light being shut off caught my attention, and I looked over towards the dark bathroom. Fawn walked out in a night gown, damp hair over her shoulder.

She smiled at me with that same look she's been giving me. The 'it'll be alright' look. I wish I could make myself believe her.

I returned her smile barely, and the weight shifted next to me as she sat down, placing a hand against my back.

She said nothing, just kissed my cheek. That transferred enough emotion for me to know what she wanted me to. I leaned into her affection and turned my head, capturing her lips with mine.

It was a sweet kiss, short, but full of love. At least I didn't lose them both...

Her soft palm cupped my cheek, and she brushed her thumb over my cheekbone.

"We'll be ok..." she whispered, and then brought me closer to connect our foreheads.

A bit of my worry relaxed, and I wrapped my hand around her wrist, smiling sadly.

From there we started to get settled into bed. I had just started to pull the comforter back when Fawn gasped and let out a small shriek of terror.

My eyes snapped up, and she was staring with horror in her eyes at something behind me. Quickly I turned, and saw my new shadow companion had revealed himself and was observing her curiously.

I turned back to her and held my hands up.

"Dear, it's ok, he's ok..."

"I thought you said you killed it!" She exclaimed, trembling as she backed away from us.

"I did! The entity is gone, and I replaced it with this manifestation of myself. This one is attached to me and physically cannot disobey me. He is me in a way, just watered down," I tried to explain, and her eyes shifted back and forth between us, a bit of wary hesitance understandably in her expression.

Using my outstretched hands, I motioned her over.

"Here, darling...let me show you. This one is not bad...he's not good either, but he shared my emotions, so he will not hurt you. He actually quite likes you," I beckoned, to which she raised an eyebrow.

Reluctantly she shuffled up to us, her eyes flicking between he and I.

The shadow floated around me to be next to me, drawing a bit closer to her with the same curiosity as a puppy would have.

I watched them carefully. I'm confident he won't hurt her, but he's still new and she may spook him on accident.

"H-hello..." she said, looking up at him. He can't talk, or make noise, so he smiled at her and held his hand out.

She glanced at me, and I nodded to let her know it's ok.

So, she reached forward and let him take her hand. He did so elegantly, turning her knuckles up as he bowed down and gave them a "kiss".